ARTWORKS from ZAMBIA

Ignitius Sampa died at a car accident in November 2014.
RIP Ignitius....

I left Lusaka several days ago and now I am enjoying the village life again. The people greet politely and it is nice to be able again to sleep outside, to smell the fresh air and to see the
stars.

3 days ago a woodchopper picked me up by the road side and invited me to dinner and to stay at his place over night. He served chicken feet and mushrooms, but I didn’t try the chicken feet. That
was in a tiny village with only 2 houses and dirty children whose noses were covered with snot. They were playing outside the houses, but when they noticed me, they stood rooted to the ground and
didn’t move at all. When I waved at them, they waved back, but when I approached them, they ran away.

But when I pulled out my little Punchinello doll, that had fallen off the bus way back, they giggled and wanted to play with it.

Later it started to rain and together we hid underneath my yellow rain coat.

When I cycled happily through the villages today and enjoyed the freedom (I love the clouds and the fresh wind that blows past me), 4 strange figures came towards me. I was wondering what
they were and when I came closer I saw scraggy grimaces with masks and large hats that wanted to frighten me.

But of course I was not scared of these mops on legs, because this is what they looked like.

I said „boo“ and scared them so much that they flinched and hence stopped me.

We started talking and soon the invited me to eat with them and they showed me their cute little mud hut with a thatched roof.

They pestered me with questions while I ate this clumpy maize goop (Nshima) that was served with lots of greens, like pumpkin leaves, sweet potatoes, cassava and chinese cabbage.

And now my belly is so fat and needs to rest.

I will write again soon.

Until then …

Yours NALA

NALA is leaving Lusaka ( drawing by Steve Mwansa, Lusaka / Zambia )

NALA is leaving Lusaka, drawing by Steve Mwansa, Lusaka, Zambia

Hello my dear friends,

here I am again. I'm very sorry that I did not report long time with you.

I was sick and did not feel well and had no desire to write. Now I'm feeling much better again, but I want to say goodbye from Lusaka.

I was almost everywhere in the city and have everything looked exactly. Now it is time again to swing my butt down on the bike and heading towards
Malawi.

I guess there waiting more determined adventure for me.

I would say goodbye and I'll get on the road.

Chat soon

yours NALA

Kids loving NALA ( painted by Nukwase Tembo, Lusaka / Zambia )

Kids loving NALA, acrylic on canvas by Nukwase Tembo, Lusaka / Zambia

Kids loving NALA

... and therefore we will also hold our first schoolproject soon.

be curious

your NALA

The NALA Schoolproject called "The NALA painting day" more Informations soon.

Nala in the mini-bus. acrylic on canvas from Christopher Simbule, Lusaka / Zambia

Hello friends,

I send greetings again from Lusaka, but this time from the bus terminal. I am not really well today, I feel a little bit under the weather. I walked across the market, watched the hustle and
bustle in the streets and got on a mini bus for the first time and this experience put me over the edge.

There were 24 people on the bus instead of 16, and I felt squeezed like a sardine in a can. I felt really sick afterwards because almost the whole time I had to smell the armpit of a man who
hadn’t washed himself for several weeks. Phew!

Inside the bus it smelled like a troll cave, but I survived it somehow and now I am on my way back to my accommodation.

I am going to rest a little bit and will get back to you when I feel better, because there is so much more to see and explore here.

Until then …

Yours NALA

NALA phoned home ( painted by Mapopa Hussein Manda, Lusaka / Zambia )

Artwork by Mapopa Hussein Manda, Lusaka / Zambia

Today is he day when I phone home, for the first time in those 15 months that I have been traveling.

Apart from a few postcards that I had sent home, I thought it was about time that I called my mother and told her about my long journey.

I want to tell her about the nice people I met, about the dangerous animals, the many reports in the newspapers and the two interviews with the radio and TV and of course about my dream to travel
beyond the mountains and to meet SADE in person.

But my mother will think of it a quite ridiculous!

Whatever, I don’t care!

I will definitely continue my journey and I am very happy that I get to follow my dream.

When I walked along the streets in Lusaka and watched the hustle and bustle, I didn’t take long for someone to approach me. No, not the usual approach, when
people ask me: “Where are you from?” and “Where are you heading to?” No, it was a strange yet super nice creature.

It wished me a belated Happy Birthday and that surprised me a lot. I don’t know its name because it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

I happily continued the stroll and visited the markets in Lusaka that where swarmed with people selling all kinds of things. At City Market people were selling
fish next to shoes and huge piles of used clothes from Europe and America as well as cabbage, tomatoes, tree worms, live chickens that were squeezed into small cages awaiting their slaughtering,
and plastic stuff from China.

Oh well, what else can I tell you?! I have seen and experienced so many things already.

I was in the Namibian Desert, stayed with the Himbas, went to a traditional Owambo wedding in northern Namibia, cycled through National Parks where I came very
close to buffalos and elephants which were having brunch.

I was in Zimbabwe and met many new friends who welcomed me so heartily, saw hippos at Lake Kariba, and now I am in Zambia and almost in the capital
Lusaka.

I can’t wait to find out what it’s like and what’s going on there.

Of course later I will tell you about my experiences in Lusaka and the rest of Zambia.

So stay curious because I am very much curious myself!

Talk to you later and kind regards!

Yours NALA

NALA´s
Birthdaycake ( quick drawing by André Pilz )

NALA´s Birthdaycake (Edding on Paper) quick drawing by André Pilz

So folks, I must introduce you to: My birthday cake. This delicious piece of Art, I baked it myself and I will

eat it all by myself. I munch like crazy and celebrate alone on my 8th Birthday.

My family has of course not called me, as I thought so, but I do not care.